I don’t care how adult or eloquent it might be, this comment fragment (specifically in the context of working as a grunt in the software industry, startup or not) still makes me
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But human beings are bright sparks in a simmering universe of dust — I feel like in some existential sense, we as humans not /meant/ to toil at arbitrary tasks. We’re meant to live, to experience, and to make connections. To be in love, to witness beauty. Maybe to create some beauty of our own.